Comments about Herbert Nehrlich

Dr H
You are not a published poet but lewd-lecherous and arrogant.
Above all you have racist sentiments Germans had about Poland before World War Two and some still have,
So climb off your high horse
I bet your doctor title is a fake too

I wanted to thank you for your comment. I was pretty upset for a couple days, but I thought a lot about what you said, and you're right - it's not fair to the many talented poets on here that I can pass off thoughtless scribbles as works of art. I thank you for your honesty and hope you don't give up on me yet - I need the criticism to grow.
To comment on your own work, I'll be truthful and say I haven't been through all of it - a nearly impossible feat in a mere couple of days - but from what I've seen, not a word of your glowing reviews is untrue. The praise of a sixteen-year-old probably isn't worth a penny to you, but I do mean it. Your wit and honesty is refreshing.
Respectfully,
Kimberly

What can I say that hasn't already been said? in one way or another.
It's nice to see some who can write on many different levels, such as writing with a quit wit and clever charm, to writing about love and life in a serious way.
It's a talent, one which most people even so called ' poets' today don't have....I'll be reading your work for a long time to come.
Always,
Amberlee

Just a quick note to thank you for your encouragement. Little by little, I look through your work here - I'm awfully glad you're writing, and ths forum is, for me, a wonderful medium for 'publishing' and for collecting the ethos of the aspiring poet world. Let's continue!
Anne

Herbert,
I read all of your poems (finally) and I love them all. Even the one in German. Althought it is off the beaten path of the others.... :) Anyway, I just wanted to applaud you on your amazing talent. Perhaps you could manage to write a poem for the 'lonley hearts club'. Thanks so much for the interesting reads! !
Take Care....

Oma

To visit you was our treat, my older brother loved you.Though from the moment we did meetyou thought I wasn't up tothe standards of a first-born son whose name was true tradition.Yet you allowed us to have funand Opa took us fishing.